It seems as if this beautiful day has been taunting me through the window. Maybe when I get home I’ll round up all the critters and get them all outside. Throw some tennis balls for the dobie and rottie, let the girls lay about on the deck, get the pig out too by scattering some pig food around. Then just kick back with a glass of merlot and start reading Harrington on Holdem Volume I.
On second thought, maybe I’ll start with Volume II. I’ve been making it to the final table consistently and find myself on a short table. As people drop off, it really does change the dynamic of the game and I have yet to go heads up, and I know that is much different than anything I have done thus far…
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